Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound and beautiful. You might feel disembodied,..
boundless, spinning through space..."

[Jamie
me,
the one you see awaken in
or sinner,
the is embedded in the mixture
Ugly as might come
from the dirt and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my and out my shit
In the alley, with a gat looking to bash your wit it
Watch your blood drain outcha onto the ground
And take ya to my grave where you will never be

Madrox]
me,
Not giving a fuck
unstoppable and crazy I don't have to
Not Rocky, but I'm sure to rock your
Drink saki, when I'm smokin' paw

me,
kids call me Cousin
my slugga rides by my side on the daily,
It to me
It tells me who to on (ride on)
We are a team and it's your we decide on (C'mon)

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a of blood
Smokin' a fat ass blunt cuttin' it up like
Feelin' really lonely, and all my homies are
At least that's what the in my head
said

HEY!!

[Shaggy 2
me all up in your mug dont get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya lips all up.
When I my rims stop too.
Then i peel back out on ya ya motha fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm up and, I got a hostage and the cops
are makin me mad.
Negotiations fell through watch it on the news because i shot
motha fucka right in view.
[Shaggy 2
That's me, What You got somthin to say?
Why my knuckles got you teeth prints all up in em? (ooo)
I skin em. Why ya face so
Little duct tape on the and I'm back the fuck up.

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Anybody
That's me behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those sounds, in ya face starin.
Knockin trash cans, breakin 40 bottles.
from the streets, I'm a ghetto role model.

J]
That's me in a clown wig, a machete.
Pig blood on my chest to bring the like confetti.
me spittin wicked shit, fuck hardcore
I throw knives in the and have em runnin for the door.
[Anybody
me, that's right you shoulda known a little better.
I be squashin motha for whatever, whenever.
dust from the dead inside ya favorite drink.
Then sit back and laugh and that fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the pussy popper, neck chopper.
Swingin like a helicopter. Murder alotta.
That's me and notice I'm for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal booth and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so shut the up.)

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)